Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Chapter 214 Saints

At the same time as the hunch appeared, Gu Qingshan immediately became alert.

Powerful practitioners have a certain sense of inspiration in the underworld, and if something is suddenly perceived, it is necessarily a spy or perceived gap in destiny, which is usually experienced later.

Generally speaking, hunches rarely occur.

Coincidentally, this time Gu Qingshan had a hunch with the Pope.

Gu Qingshan's discretion suddenly said: “After we go in, when the banquet is over and the dance begins, you will immediately withdraw and return to the embassy. ”

Several people looked at him with confusion.

The ambassador sighed: "Is it dangerous? ”

“Not necessarily, but you better go home first. ”

Gu Qingshan said: "Goddess of Justice. ”

“I'm here.”

“There has been a change of plans, and I request that you arrange a rapid shuttle at the Embassy to escort the ambassadors as soon as they arrive. ”

“Arrangements to be made. ”

Gu Qingshan looked at the Ambassador and said, "Sorry, please hurry up later. ”

The Ambassador nodded thoughtfully.

This agent was able to speak directly to the Goddess of Justice. I'm sure this task is very important. His personal authority was temporarily elevated by the Goddess of Justice by a great deal.

“You have to take care too," the Ambassador said. "If the situation is too difficult, don't force yourself to return to the Commonwealth in the future, I will testify to you. ”

Gu Qingshan looked at him unexpectedly and smiled. “Okay. ”

At this point, the speed of the sedan slows down, as the other vehicles in front slow down.

What's going on up there?

Gu Qingshan releases his mind and continues to stretch out, until he reaches the access level.

A stacked ecclesiastical army surrounded an open space.

In the presence of a tall white monk, he weighed several professionals who were tied tightly.

He looked at several professionals and said, "You now have two choices: to immediately go to your cells and wait for the punishment, and to consult with me. ”

Suddenly he smiled softly and softly, "If you win me, I will order you to be let go. ”

“Are you telling the truth?” The professionals hesitated to ask.

“Saints never lie, you should know that. ”

Despite the smile and gentle tone, the saints looked away from their eyes as if they were looking at a living creature in a slaughterhouse cage.

A few professionals look at me. I can't help but look at you.

“Then we will consult with you. ”

“Good, untie. ”

“When you're ready, you're up. ”

Five or six professionals moved slightly and staged a fierce and insane attack on each other with tactically coordinated gestures.

The White Robe Saint stood in place, holding his arms and letting all kinds of attacks fall on him.

His robe had long been broken into pieces, and he could only bare his upper body and bear frost flames, axe guns and other attacks.

After the interest.

“Die! ”

“Die! ”

“Why not die!? ”

Some of the sieges have already taken a cry.

Not even a scratch on the White Robe Saint.

In the hierarchical attack, several professionals were unimaginably seriously injured, falling one after the other.

The white robe saint looked at several seriously injured persons on the ground, despite the fact that he was still under attack, walked up several steps, one by one, and stamped the neck of the seriously injured person.

His eyes narrowed gently, carefully detailing a body that had lost its life, like watching his masterpiece.

He nodded satisfied.

“Monster, monster! ”

A living professional almost collapsed.

The White Robe saint looked at him and said, “To use a knife against me is to desecrate the spiritual spokesperson, and you need death to atone for your sins. ”

The cold tone reveals a profound vice, and beneath his feet there is a pattern that continues to emit the light of holiness.

Gu Qingshan read the sweep and immediately recognized the significance of this pattern.

This is a mysterious masterpiece dedicated to the sacrament, atonement.

Any attacker is bound to receive 200% of their damage in front of the Athletic “Atonement”.

And a saint with “atonement” will not be harmed in any way.

The means of the Holy Church have been cruel and inhumane, but all professions have to admit that the ecclesiastical technique of choice is so powerful and perverse.

Historically, the Holy Church has been attached to the royal family of the Holy Nation.

The Royal Family of Holy Nation provides a heavenly awakening agent for the seeds of the Holy See, while the Holy Church guards the Royal Family and guards the Holy Nation.

Until today, the royal family has been slaughtered by the Holy Church, leaving Anna alone.

A powerful man grabbed a long-handled battle axe and burst a layer of treasure into the saints.

“Behead! ”

The big man drank, the battle axe with the sound of a whistle, the death pilgrim cut off.

In the face of such fierce attacks, the saints still held their arms and could not stop them.

“Axe? Garbage weapon.” He said in disdain.

Just listen to the "boom," and the sharp battle axe chops on him, making a dull noise —— like something hits a thick rubber.

The White Robe Saint stood safely in place.

He blocked the opponent from attacking with all his flesh and blood.

This is outrageous.

“Impossible! ”

The big man lost his voice and bled out a mouthful of blood.

The White Robe Saint stretched out his dandruff hand and grabbed the neck of the big man.

“You disappoint me, not even to the extent that it tickles. ”

He said softly, suddenly hard on his hand.

Just listen to "rub” and the bald man's neck shows a strange angle.

The bald head ran out of life.

“The consultations are over. ”

The White Robe Saint threw the body on the ground, rather boring.

Several ecclesiastical troops hurried to him with a large bathtub.

One person lay on the ground, the second person bowed his back and fell on his knees, the third person half kneeling.

They built a humanoid staircase.

The White Robe Saint stepped over the three of them, leaving only a few bloody footprints.

Saints enter the bathtub.

Minutes later, the saint reappeared in front of the crowd wearing a brand-new white robe.

“My lord, will you take this alive back for questioning?” A ecclesiastical officer asked.

There is still a seriously wounded worker on the ground, like a dying fish, still breathing heavily with his mouth wide open.

“No, it's just scum. Shoot him on the spot.” He said coldly.

“Yes!”

A few sporadic gunshots sounded.

The saint said faintly: "Don't let your guard down and continue to remove suspicious characters. ”

“Make sure the dinner goes smoothly today. ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

Gu Qingshan retracted his thoughts, silently meditated.

One of the seven saints of the Sacred Church, atonement, painstaking, Ivan.

This is a cruel and dangerous figure who prefers to kill in the name of all consultations.

Ivan's current strength is equivalent to that of an early Brother Jindan. Fortunately, he will not practice spiritual strength, otherwise, his strength will be equal to that of a Yuan Baby!

Throughout the Holy See, with the exception of the Pope, several saints are the supreme fighters.

This time when Qingshan came to Holy Land, the only concern was actually the Pope and the Saints.

Gu Qingshan pinched a restraining tactic.

The next second, the faint spiritual light on his body was completely converged.

From the outside, there is no sign of his depth.

Soon, the embassy car slowly stopped.

The ambassador opened the door and came out to see what was going on ahead.

On the road outside, more than a dozen cars have been parked.